Chapter 172: A Coincidental Encounter
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Diancang Mountain is the main peak at the southern end of the Yunling Mountains, composed of nineteen peaks from north to south, starting from Eryuan Dengchuan in the north and reaching Xiaguan Tiansheng Bridge in the south. (Please search, the novel is better and faster!) The nineteen peaks of Cangshan Mountain, majestic and majestic, form a strong contrast with the beautiful scenery of Erhai Lake, the top of the mountain is covered with snow, covered with silver makeup, and is called "Cangshan Snow". Due to the high altitude, the summit is unusually cold, so it is snow-capped all year round, and it is crystal white in the sun, which is spectacular. The snow in Cangshan that does not disappear in summer is also the most of the prestigious "wind flowers and snow moon". Legend has it that one year there was an epidemic of plague at the foot of Cangshan Mountain, and two brothers and sisters used the spell they learned to drive the plague god to the top of the mountain, buried him in the snow and froze to death. In order to prevent the plague god from coming back to life, my sister became the snow god of Snowman Peak, Yongzhen Cangshan. Xiao Yao these days near Dali to play, often hear the locals mention these allusions, at this time, look at it, although in the vast still night, but the clear moonlight sprinkled to the earth, but also vaguely can glimpse the "Yin Rock is still covered with ancient snow, white stone into three thousand autumns" Cangshan snow scene magnificent magnificent.
Although it looks very majestic, when it comes to walking, Xiao Yao knows the hardships and difficulties. Seeing this scene, Xiao Yao couldn't help but retreat, but at this time he had gone quite deep into the Cangshan Mountain, and it was impossible to turn back, so after thinking about it, he had to go back and go inside.
When looking at the beautiful scenery in the mountains from afar, it seems to be beautiful, but when he is really in it, Xiao Yao knows the bitter cold in the mountains. Looking at the mountains in front of him, although he felt helpless in his heart, he could only walk slowly along the mountain road with a wry smile. At that time, the night was cold, the frost and dew had just condensed, although the moon had faintly receded, but the morning sun still did not rise, so at this time there was neither a bright moonlight sprinkled down between the heavens and the earth, nor the morning sun shining, temporarily fell into the darkness before dawn.
In this night, Xiao Yao experienced the most ups and downs in his life so far, almost lost his life, at this time he was already physically and mentally exhausted, if he hadn't relied on a breath of true qi to survive until now, he would have fainted, so he has been trying to find a suitable place to rest well. With this thought in mind, Xiao Yao continued to run for several miles, and when he was checking whether there were caves or other places, he suddenly saw a faint flash of fire in the west.
The firelight appeared and disappeared, and it didn't seem to be a vigorous bonfire, if it weren't for Xiao Yao being deliberately looking for a place to stay at this time, and it was very dark at this time, it was vague to be able to see outside, and other situations would be extremely difficult to see. Seeing this scene, Xiao Yao's heart moved, but he didn't care, but he was happy in his heart. Because he knew that there were many farmers who went into the mountains to hunt or cut firewood, and these people relied on the mountains to eat the mountains to make a living, and most of the fires were lit by the hunters in the mountains. Thinking of this, Xiao Yao's stomach suddenly growled, and for a while he only felt hungry and couldn't do it anymore. Although he had drunk a full amount of water in the well just now, he vomited again after coming ashore, and some of the food in his stomach had already been vomited. At this time, seeing some farmers haunting the neighborhood, thinking of the game they might catch all night, Xiao Yao did not hesitate any longer, and after touching the remaining broken silver in his pocket, he immediately turned around, planning to go to eat a meal first, and then rush back to Dali City after filling his stomach.
Although the light of the fire seemed to be very close, only on a ridge on the opposite side, as the saying goes, Wangshan ran a dead horse, and because Xiao Yao saved internal strength, he did not rush all the way along the way, so it was not until dawn that he finally approached the ridge where the fire was located. At this time, the sky was already bright, and the firelight was not clear to see, Xiao Yao followed the curling green smoke all the way to find here. Seeing that he would be able to eat the original mountain delicacy immediately, Xiao Yao suddenly moved his fingers, and his feet involuntarily quickened his pace.
When he ran outside the woods, Xiao Yao just wanted to rush over in one go, but suddenly, outside the forest, he noticed that there was a group of masters in the forest who had a dense aura and seemed to be quite weak. Sensing this, Xiao Yao's heart immediately tensed, and in a few breaths, the true qi in the dantian had already filled the meridians around his body, and the whole person was also in a tight position, and instantly entered a state of full vigilance, thinking: "Could it be that the group of old monks in the Chongsheng Temple tricked me into taking the initiative to take the bait?" ”
As soon as he thought of this, Xiao Yao looked at the terrain, and naturally took a willow step in the wind under his feet, and went up to a tree beside him silently. Looking from a high distance, the scene in front of him made him a little unable to believe his eyes, only to see a group of Taoist priests in blue-gray Taoist robes standing or lying behind a small hill, most of them whose Taoist robes were stained with blood. Xiao Yao recognized that one of the Taoist priests who was standing with his hands in his hands and a worried expression was Cui Zhifang, who was the leading Taoist priest who had previously received the jade bee pulp from Zhao Zhijing's apprentice Qing Xuan in front of the mountain gate.
Seeing that the people of the Quanzhen Sect were actually here, this was quite unexpected by Xiao Yao. Before, he hid aside and listened to Cui Zhifang's words, which seemed to mean that he wanted to come to Yunnan to find the people of the Five Poisons Sect to take revenge, but about the words of the "Five Poisons Sect", Xiao Yao originally wanted to deliberately mislead Lu Qingdu, so he said it to him, in fact, even Xiao Yao himself did not know whether the Five Poisons Sect appeared in the Southern Song Dynasty in history. He originally thought that the Quanzhen Sect and these people would definitely return empty-handed when they came to Yunnan this time, and they found nothing, but who knew that at this time, he saw that their robes were stained with blood, and some of them were injured, obviously they had already had a tragic fight with people. Seeing this scene, Xiao Yao couldn't help but secretly worry in his heart, and guessed: "I just had an idea, and I said it casually, and through Lu Qingdu's words that Hong Lingbo and I were demons, I said the name of the Five Poisons Sect in passing. can see the tragic situation of the Quanzhen Sect at this time, could it be...... Could it be that the Five Poisons Sect had really been founded during the Southern Song Dynasty?"
Thinking of this, Xiao Yao immediately had a probing heart in his heart, and after pondering for a while, he immediately decided that he would follow the Quanzhen Sect from afar first, and take the opportunity to eavesdrop on their conversation again, to see what had happened to them before, and whether they had really encountered the famous Five Poisons Sect.